"My little friend, do you really want this spiritual material? Do you know what it is?"
The goateeed monk asked tentatively.
Wei Han flipped it casually and said with a half-smile: "Senior, it's so strange that you don't even know what the thing you are selling is? I want this thing, please give me a price!"
"Haha!" The goatee monk sneered: "Three thousand top-quality spiritual stones, take them as long as you can."
"good!"
Wei Han nodded in agreement and raised his hand to pay.
As a result, the goatee monk was not calm anymore, because he found that Wei Han had not asked for more hair. Could it be that this thing was really a treasure?
"My little friend didn't counter-offer? It seems that he knows the origin of this thing!" The goatee monk smiled, shook his head and said: "In that case, I won't sell it anymore!"
"Not selling?"
Wei Han raised his eyebrows slightly, not surprised at all.
A Nascent Soul Stage monk had no shortage of three melons and two dates. The other party openly set up a stall here just to catch fish and see who could recognize what treasures he had on his stall.
I have lived for hundreds of years, what tricks have I not seen?
So if you want to buy something, buy it freely. If you want to take things away here and there, it is simply impossible. The other party's move is just to force him to reveal the details of the things.
"Senior, since you won't sell it, just keep it for yourself." Wei Han smiled hoarsely, stood up and left.
Upon seeing this, the goateeed monk quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Hey, hey, wait a minute, little friend! If you know the details of this thing, you may as well speak up. If the price is right, it is not impossible to sell it."
"Ha!" Wei Han pretended to sneer with disdain: "It's just a ten-thousand-year-old Green Thunder Bamboo. Do you really think it is a treasure? This thing has been gradually decayed by the stomach acid of the monster. If you buy it back, you can only extract the remaining Use the essence to refine some thunder magic weapons. If it weren’t for the fact that the Blue Thunder Bamboo has become extinct now, I would definitely not be willing to be taken advantage of."
"Blue Thunder Bamboo?"
The goatee monk's eyes suddenly lit up.
He observed this jade-like object again and again, and couldn't help but pat his thigh and said regretfully: "It's really a green thunder bamboo. What a pity, what a pity. This is a thunder treasure that is rare even for powerful people in the realm of gods..."
He didn’t say anything else!
No matter how good the thing is, it is just a incomplete spiritual material that has lost its spirituality. Everyone can see that it has little value.
"Forget it!" The goatee monk gritted his teeth and said, "If you want it, take it with you. Three thousand top-quality spiritual stones!"
"Haha, I don't want three thousand now." Wei Han said unceremoniously: "Three hundred!"
"You? You? Three hundred is too low, two thousand five, the minimum is two thousand five!"
"three hundred!"
"Two thousand, don't even think about anything less than two thousand!"
"three hundred!"
The two of you were bargaining back and forth!
Wei Han insisted on three hundred and refused to let go. In the end, the goatee monk could only sell the things at a low price in frustration. After all, a piece of waste spiritual material could be sold for three hundred top-quality spiritual stones, which was a sky-high price. How could he not sell it?
"Oh, my friend's keen eyesight is really admirable. If only I had sold it earlier!" The goatee monk's face was filled with regret and depression.
Wei Han chuckled and turned to leave.
He was in a pretty good mood after quietly picking up a big deal.
Gu Mingyue looked on at the side with confusion, and couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, what does this mean? Is this thing really the Green Thunder Bamboo?"
"Of course!" Wei Han nodded and admitted.
"and you……"
Gu Mingyue couldn't help but open her mouth.
Wei Han laughed dumbly but shook his head and said nothing more.
He naturally knew what Gu Mingyue wanted to ask, but he didn't want to answer because it involved his own secret.
This Evergreen Thunder Bamboo is indeed a useless spiritual material. Even if it is handed over to the hands of a powerful refiner, not many useful things can be extracted, but no one knows that it still contains a trace of life.
Bamboo spiritual plants have the longest vitality.
Just bury a small section in the ground and they will hopefully grow back.
Wei Han carefully saw that this piece of green thunder bamboo still had the aura of life. It only needed to be watered and nurtured with the method of stimulating growth, and it was entirely possible for it to take root and sprout again.
Once he is allowed to re-cultivate the Green Thunder Bamboo, it will be perfect whether for sale or for personal use.
After all, Wei Han's natal magic weapon, the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword, is of the thunder element. If he joins the Green Thunder Bamboo, his future growth will definitely be unlimited, and the benefits are simply not too great.
If a 10,000-year-old intact Blue Thunder Bamboo were released, even the powerful ones in the realm of gods would have to swarm to grab it. He actually managed to win it by smashing 300 top-quality spiritual stones. This was a big miss.
"Today is really not in vain!"
Wei Han raised his lips and smiled slightly, and continued to scan around.
Once a jade slip, animal skin, or fragment of a classic book is discovered, the system will automatically alert and mark it, making it clear at a glance whether it is valuable.
As for other treasures, he would use his treasure-hunting spiritual pupils to scan them. Anything with a treasure aura around it would prove to be valuable. With this two-pronged approach, no treasure could escape his eyes, and he naturally discovered a lot of good things.
He squatted in front of various stalls to make purchases again and again. Although most of the stall owners were fishing and did not really want to sell things, he still made several mistakes.
"Huh?"
Wei Han suddenly stopped.
His eyes suddenly glanced at an inconspicuous little stall.
This is a stall set up by a golden elixir stage monk from Litian Holy Land. He has a simple face and deep eyes. He has been quietly observing the surroundings and is very vigilant.
At the same time, there were seventy or eighty things on his stall, most of which were monster materials. Obviously, these were hunted by him during his mission.
Wei Han noticed a piece of green ore!
At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary third-level water spirit mine. This kind of ore is very common in the deep sea. Any Golden Core monk who dares to go into the sea can get it. It is barely worth a few spirit stones.
But Wei Han saw something was wrong with the ore through his treasure-hunting spiritual eyes.
It exudes a halo of blue light on the outside, but is completely gray on the inside, surrounded by an astonishing precious aura that is invisible to outsiders.
This is a treasure, absolutely priceless!
Although Wei Han still doesn't know what it is, he still feels that this thing is very important to him. If he insists on talking about it, he may have to mention it by chance.
"Is this thing destined to me?"
Wei Han's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately squatted in front of the stall and pretended to start picking.
To deal with the goateeed Yuanying monk just now, he had to go straight in and couldn't play too many tricks to get the treasure. But for these younger monks, he knew that he could play a little more carefully.
"This piece, this piece, and this piece!"
"This red velvet shrimp shell, and this octopus tentacle..."
"I want them all, what's the price?"
Wei Han pretended to be a refiner coming to purchase, selected a dozen valuable materials, and then pulled the third-level water spirit mine over.
(End of chapter)
